Month: March 2017

Waiting . . .

At 38 weeks along my everyday activities are becoming difficult and I’m looking forward to the onset of labor. Yet there’s a peacefulness to waiting despite the discomfort. You feel so  heavy, and vulnerable that you’re forced to slow down, to acknowledge the new life and reflect on its beauty and its impact even before birth. There is nothing more exciting or quietly mysterious as waiting for a new baby.

Una immagine della Madonna del Parto a Fiesole